Hu Jing lost the news.

Chen Xiaomi knocked on Ah Chuan's door before getting off work, skillfully threw the logistics statement on Mr. Chuan's desk, and gossiped with a smile while doing business: "Your secretary is hooking up with my administrative sister-in-law." May I ask if Qing Bailian is a spy that you broke into our company?"

Ah Chuan quickly finished reviewing the statement, signed the names of seven or eight dragon flying phoenix dances, closed the folder and said, "You know me, if Qing Bailian is a spy, I will send him to hook up with Qinglian." I'm too short of mercenaries. ”

Chen Xiaomi smiled and bent over.

"Are they all men?" Chen Xiaomi protested excitedly.

"Do you dare not laugh?" Ah Chuan saw Chen Xiaomi laughing, so he asked her what she meant. Chen Xiaomi said that after a thorough investigation, it was a collective act for the Black Iron mercenaries to make trouble against the soul breeder, and the mastermind behind it was the mercenary training center established by Yumao Danye.

Sure enough, someone instigated it. Ah Chuan nodded, "But what does this have to do with me?"

Chen Xiaomi straightened her waist, condensed her mana to her fingertips, and sketched a stick figure of the recording box, which actually shook and started recording. This is a derivative spell of the earth-based spell "Draw the ground as a dungeon", which can only be used by the Earth Spirit Master.

Ah Chuan stared at the recording box that was swaying and spitting out the recording file, guessing Chen Xiaomi's identity, but Chen Xiaomi didn't care, and had already started the recording work: "15:30 on June 5." Investigate the first conversation of the public relations manager of Mimao Danye to contact the Egawa incident. Chen Xiaomi dragged a chair and began to ask, "What did Hu Jing promise you?"

"What promised?" Ah Chuan didn't expect Chen Xiaomi to know Hu Jing.

"Treatment. Chen Xiaomi asked bluntly, "Hu Jing went to sing and drink with you, what conditions and treatment did she provide you, and did you reach any agreement?"

Ah Chuan Meng. He said: "Hu Jing is the relationship manager of my lending bank. ”

Chen Xiaomi casually drew a cartoon-like safe, took out a document from the trembling and suspended safe, and threw it on Ah Chuan: "Why do beautiful women revolve around you? Then he gloated and observed Agawa's expression.

Ah Chuan picked up the document and saw that it was Hu Jing's personal resume, and the words in the "Position" column were shocking: "Special Account Manager of the Public Relations Department of Yumao Group." ”

"Whoa" Ah Chuan quickly flipped through the documents, and the others were Hu Jing's graduation schools and awards. Ah Chuan stood up angrily, and the document fell: "I checked with the Four Heavenly Kings Bank, and the bank confirmed that Hu Jing is the account manager!"

Chen Xiaomi leaned lazily in the chair, playing with her hair with her right hand, and replied disapprovingly: "Yumao Group is rich, what is there that money can't do?"

Ah Chuan asked in disbelief: "Could it be that Hu Jing can even buy a bank executive?"

Chen Xiaomi replied succinctly: "No, she just bought the bank." ”

Agawa fell into his chair. He felt that poverty limited his imagination. If it weren't for Zhao Lina's warning that Hu Jing was wrong, Ah Chuan might have been tricked. But the logistics department of Haixing Group is not a vegetarian, so Hu Jing was thoroughly investigated so quickly, and the intelligence competition can be described as leaky. Now that Chen Xiaomi has begun to record the questioning, if Ah Chuan loses the trust of the top management because of the Hu Jing incident, then his mention of the vice minister will be in vain. He must protect himself.

"Hu Jing did not provide me with any promises regarding treatment. She didn't encourage me to change jobs. "Agawa told the truth.

Chen Xiaomi sneered: "Who believes it." With more than 20,000 yuan spent in one night, coupled with the appearance of the little fox, it is more than enough to capture middle-level executives. ”

Ah Chuan was desperate, so he had to make this decision: "Zhao Lina is present, she can testify for me." ”

Chen Xiaomi said: "The head office stationer?"

Ah Chuan said, "Yes. His anxious and elegant embarrassed appearance was fully seen by Chen Xiaomi, Chen Xiaomi couldn't help laughing, and fed the carrots with a stick: "That's fine." I will record Miss Zhao's conversation, don't tell anyone about it, when Hu Jing looks for you, you have to make a copy of the conversation record to me. That's all. She briskly left.

Ah Chuan stopped Chen Xiaomi: "Who acquired the Four Heavenly Kings Bank?

Chen Xiaomi turned around and smiled: "No way." He walked away with a grin.

Ah Chuan hugged his head at the desk. The people around him are all powerful, and everyone has a source of information, only he Ah Chuan has a black eye, groping in the dark.

Why does Chen Xiaomi know everything, and why does she succumb to this as an earth spirit master?

What is Hu Jing's real purpose? Why does she have the strength to buy a municipal bank? Why does she have to humbly smirk when she has abundant financial resources?

It's easy for you to eat me, why are you still lying to me?

Ah Chuan was confused, anxious, and in pain. While he was on his guard, the pressure was mounting by the day. He lay on the table and punched the wall, letting the pain pull him back to reality little by little, helping him make the right decision: these unsolvable troubles should be put aside for the time being, and all his energy should be put into the matter of "becoming stronger", and not a second should be wasted.

Taking a deep breath, Ah Chuan shook his fists, opened the competition rules of the "Forest Overlord" Summer Tournament, rubbed his temples and began to study. A cup of coffee, a stack of materials, a lonely lamp, and a person who does not go home are the scenery of tonight.

At the same time, thirty kilometers away, in the "High Blood Refrigerator" institution on the outskirts of Tiannu City, the front desk lady with a straight face was mopping the floor herself, carefully wiping the blood stains on the floor like broken pearls. Soon, Song Zhiyuan turned out from behind the wall and said to the front desk lady: "Call another senior member, three is not enough." Mr. Wu needs to add more strength. ”

There was a heavy gasp from underground, and the front desk lady nodded apprelessly, put down the mop, and went to contact the members.

Song Zhiyuan walked back to the back hall along the purple bloodstains, and saw the three senior members lying on the huge waterbed, their bodies trembling with satisfaction, and the three leeches hanging on the temples of the members, which had already absorbed human desires, and the leeches were swollen into the appearance of roasted sausages.

A terrifying howl came from underground. Mr. Wu was seriously injured.

Song Zhiyuan pulled off the leeches from the heads of the three senior members, put them into a small delicate velvet box, and respectfully walked in front of the "Wall of Evil Thoughts", and entered the inner world with the distortion of space.

A cold light illuminated the bloody desk, and the embarrassed Mr. Wu curled up on the office chair, his left hand clutching the severed right shoulder, and roared with red eyes: "It's not enough! Call more people! It's not enough!"

"It can't be any more, the masters of the Immortal Sword Sect have been attracted to this city, and it will alarm their ......" Song Zhiyuan presented the three leeches to Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu grabbed three leeches, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them freely, a sickly red color that instantly lit up his pale cheeks. After Mr. Wu feasted, he first let out a happy admiration, and then lowered his head and exerted himself painfully, only to see that his severed right arm continued to twist and proliferate, and finally a fragile and clear baby arm emerged, under Mr. Wu's scrutiny, moving the joints freely, the transparent skin and tender size, it looked extremely weird.

"Who made you hurt so badly? I'm going to take revenge!" Song Zhiyuan took advantage of the boss's weakness and frantically expressed his determination.

"You just have to make your base bigger. The first day of the demon's plan will not allow you to interfere. Mr. Wu continued to eat, and gradually regained his strength and sanity, and commanded angrily, "Just let those people hate each other......

"However, you have suffered such a great grievance, I really can't swallow this breath, you just tell me, I will definitely complete the task......" Song Zhiyuan wanted to take the opportunity to gain more power.

"It's the Immortal Era, we have to refrain and come early for the Immortal Demon Era. Mr. Wu looked at Song Zhiyuan and weakly encouraged: "When all the Heavenly Demons return to their positions in order, you will be the first hero of the Thirty-Three Days." ”

Song Zhiyuan's heart was overjoyed, and he swore firmly: "Everything is for thirty-three." ”

"All for thirty-three. Mr. Wu repeated.